Hey there's a leezard coming out of our playbox. I attacked him and saved us from leezard spit all ofur the house. Not to say that Beau Beau's spit is all ofur efurrywhere already. In fact, I finks there is BeauBeau spit all ofur the leezard!
"No sir, Angie. There's none of my spit on the leezard. I was jus smellin' him that's all."